gastrogirl:

chocolate pancakes with chocolate sauce, strawberries, and bananas.

(via creatureofclass)

who are you?

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msthrifties:

I consider my eyebrows an accessory.

(via delilahdevil)

6coffin6cutie6:

I WANT THIS CAT! :D:D

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bunnidarling:

pastelmorgue:

tempestpaige:

I told them: I am Daario Naharis. I always have a choice.

im so glad he doesn’t have that stupid blue beard

WHO THE FUCK IS YOU?!

Dany gets all the foxes.

(Source: roseofcamorr)

amywinterbreeze:

mishaswhore:

asktheoakenshieldbros:

goquackyourself:

fuckyeah-kasumisty:

can-you-feel-the-gay-tonight:

a-big-guy-named-tiny:

SCIENCE!

science has figured out how to open a portal to hell

#holy shit #imagine doing this in the middle ages #you could rule a small town through fear

It’s Cthulhu!!!!!!!!

• sand
• alcohol or lighter fluid
• sugar  

1. Mix 4 parts powdered sugar with 1 part baking soda. 
2. Make a mound with the sand. Push a depression into the middle of the sand.
3. Pour the alcohol or other fuel into the sand to wet it.
4. Pour the sugar and baking soda mixture into the depression.
5. Ignite the mound, using a lighter or match.

Oh tumblr, what would we do without you.

REBLOGGING AGAIN FOR THE EXPLANATION

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amorphousblob:

slay-z:

satanic2chainz:

nooooooooooooooo

[laughs to keep from crying]

In the game of loans, you either repay or you die.

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aristo-kitty:

fuckyesquidditch:

theybuiltastauteofus:

I think I understand Quidditch more than I understand football.

I know I understand quidditch more than I understand football.

See, I’m not even sure which football you’re talking about.

Don’t have that problem with quidditch.

(via curiouslybritishthoughts)

wolfcola:

when i die make sure my corpse has winged eyeliner

(Source: femalevillain, via goblinparty)